Alone, I wonder of stars to sleep,
Sick, I wish to words come alive,
Desire, I crave to put trust in laps’ of world,
Anger, I want to burn everything to no trace,
Deathra, stand still till I ask you to feel pain,
You wait for my soul to submit,
Come on your knees and beg this world,
I won’t stop till I avenge my deaths.
Sat on her throne proud,
Brushed her hair to solitude,
Looked her thoughts to love,
Called her life to survive,
Sabotaged her wishes to breathe,
I watched her in the mirror,
Describing her scars to him,
Why wouldn’t I stay with her?
She’s the light of darkness.
Writing lies for the world,
Bringing fear for the people,
She knows she doesn’t exist,
Her existence a belief of myth,
Taking souls away to carve,
A man like me after deaths of dark,
Stay close till I ask to give away souls,
I’m writing what they made me of.